My mother used to tell me the story of her own mother, also a teacher. Back in the 1950s, students loved my Grandma Florence. But they were curious about things. One day, Grandma walked in the ladies room of her school. As she opened the door, she heard a student exclaim, "You mean teachers go to the bathroom?!" This little story is one that I've heard and thought about many times, especially as my mother was a teacher and I was a fifth grade teacher who now teaches writing. Old family stories, the ones we hear and tell over and over again are deep wells for writing topics.
Students - what stories does your family tell? Can you remember old stories about you or stories that took place before you were born? Stories are the glue that holds a family together. Stories help us know ourselves and our memories through the years. A poem about an old family story may keep that story alive for another generation.
I always share poems with our children, and Georgia gave me a line for this poem, the line wondering if the teacher has a first name. Thank you, Gigi!
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